they ask me why I read.
what a silly question.
I told them
because this world
is not enough for me.
I fill my head with fantasies and romances
to satisfy my desires
that will never be fulfilled.
and so I wait.
longing for the love that I will never find.
- xen
YOU ARE READING
They Asked Me Why I Read
PoetryJust read this. I wrote it and I cannot stop re-reading it.
